Chapter 183 Wife, Thank You
This intimate action made Wen Qimin raise his eyebrows - his nephew has always been serious and restrained, and never behaved overly intimately with his wife in front of outsiders. What happened today?
"Is the training mission over?" Wen Qimin asked.
Wen Yanxi and Shen Zhaoyue exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise: "The training ended early."
He paused, his voice filled with obvious pride, "Now that Yueyue is pregnant, someone needs to take care of her."
Wen Qimin stood there in a daze, as if he didn't understand: "What's that?"
"I'm pregnant." Wen Yanxi spoke word by word, each word was extremely clear.
Instantly, the expression on Wen Qimin's face froze. His eyes widened, his gaze darting towards Chen Zhaoyue's still-flat belly, then back to Wen Yanxi's face. His lips moved several times, but no sound came out.
A bird resting on a tree by the road flapped its wings and flew away, making the moment even more silent.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help but ask softly when he saw Qimin's face change.
Don't scare the old man anymore.
Wen Qimin snapped back to his senses and grabbed Wen Yanxi's arm, his fingers pinching so hard they almost dug into the flesh: "Are you serious? How many months has it been? Has the doctor confirmed it? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
This series of questions was completely unlike the calm and composed chief of staff he usually was.
The smile on Wen Yanxi's face became more obvious: "It's just over a month ago. Yueyue took the pulse herself and then asked Dean Gao to do an examination to confirm it."
"It's such a big deal, you should tell me right away!" Wen Qimin immediately turned to Chen Zhaoyue, his tone more urgent than ever before, "Yueyue, are you feeling unwell? Don't leave, I'll ask the guards to drive you back later."
"Uncle," Shen Zhaoyue said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "We'll be home in just a few steps. No need to bother the guards, and no need to drive."
Wen Qimin then realized that he had lost his composure. He coughed twice and tried to restore his usual dignity, but he could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
He patted Wen Yanxi's shoulder heavily: "Good! Good! That's great!"
Three "good" words, each one louder than the other.
A few passing military families looked over curiously. Wen Qimin immediately lowered his voice, but his tone was still excited: "From today on, Yueyue can no longer work hard. Do you want another person to help at home? Or you two can just move back home and have a guard to help with cooking and housework. That way I can feel more at ease."
"No need," Wen Yanxi said, "I can do it."
If I move to live with my uncle, I won’t be able to enjoy my sweet world with Chen Zhaoyue.
Chen Zhaoyue quickly waved his hand: “Uncle, there’s really no need. I’ve only been here for more than a month, and there’s no problem going to work normally.”
"No, no," Wen Qimin shook his head like a rattle. "Yanxi's first child, this is a top priority!" He suddenly remembered something and glared at Wen Yanxi. "Why are you still standing here? Help Zhaoyue go back and rest! I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy an old hen and have the guards make some soup for you!"
Without waiting for the young couple to respond, Wen Qimin turned around and strode towards the supply and marketing cooperative. His steps were so hurried that they were almost like a jog, completely lacking his usual steady demeanor.
Wen Yanxi and Shen Zhaoyue looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Chen Zhaoyue's eyebrows curved, and a faint dimple appeared on her cheek: "Isn't uncle exaggerating too much?"
Wen Yanxi gently put his arm around her shoulders, his palms warm: "Let him be happy."
His eyes fell on her belly, which had not yet shown any sign of pregnancy, and his eyes were incredibly soft.
Wen Qimin didn't buy a hen. The supply and marketing cooperative had sold out all the meat that day. The salesperson told him that if he wanted an old hen, he should come early tomorrow morning and they would save one for him.
As soon as Wen Yanxi and Shen Zhaoyue arrived home, Wen Qimin knocked on the door.
Wen Yanxi opened the door for Wen Qimin, but Wen Qimin had no intention of going in. He just stood at the door and said to Wen Yanxi, "Take Chen Zhaoyue to my place for dinner tomorrow night. I'll ask the guards to make old hen soup for Yueyue."
Wen Qimin turned and left after he finished speaking, but after a few steps he turned back and walked back, dragging Wen Yanxi out the door and whispering to him, "Women's moods change a lot when they're pregnant, so you should be more considerate of Yueyue."
Wen Yanxi had a faint smile on his lips, no longer showing that expressionless indifference no matter what he faced. "I know, uncle."
Wen Qimin patted his shoulder, his eyes full of smiles: "You and Yueyue are fine."
After saying that, Wen Qimin walked away with his hands behind his back.
Wen Qimin straightened his back, and even though he was usually serious, he hummed a tune.
It can be seen that the news of Shen Zhaoyue's pregnancy really made him very happy.
After Wen Yanxi watched Wen Qimin leave, he entered the house and saw Chen Zhaoyue carrying a kettle to boil water.
He walked quickly forward, took the kettle from her hand, and pushed her out of the kitchen.
Wen Yanxi poured the hot water from the thermos into her cup and asked her to sit on the sofa and rest.
Chen Zhaoyue stood at the kitchen door, helplessly looking at Wen Yanxi's busy back, and said softly with some embarrassment: "I'm really not that delicate, boiling water is still no problem."
"Go sit outside and don't move." Wen Yanxi turned around, his eyes full of unquestionable determination, but his tone when speaking to Shen Zhaoyue was gentle, "You are two people now."
These words warmed Shen Zhaoyue's heart, but also made her laugh and cry.
On the first day after confirming her pregnancy, Wen Yanxi became a completely different person. He wanted her to do everything by herself, even pouring her a glass of water out of fear that she would be tired.
Chen Zhaoyue originally wanted to move a small stool and sit next to Wen Yanxi to watch him cook and chat with him as usual, but Wen Yanxi was afraid that the smell of cooking fumes would make her feel uncomfortable, so he drove her out of the kitchen.
After a while, Wen Yanxi brought out a bowl of steaming noodles with a golden poached egg on top.
In order to get Chen Zhaoyue to eat a few more bites, Wen Yanxi also prepared some appetizing side dishes for her.
There was no greasy smell of meat or fish. Chen Zhaoyue ate the whole bowl of noodles. There was a plate of sour and spicy dried radish, and she also ate most of it.
After dinner, Chen Zhaoyue strolled around the house to digest the food.
After Wen Yanxi finished washing the dishes, he boiled some hot water and adjusted it to the right temperature before asking her to take a bath. He even placed her spare clothes neatly at the bathroom door.
Chen Zhaoyue looked at his nervous look and couldn't help laughing: "It's only been over a month, and your belly isn't even noticeable. There's no need to be so exaggerated, right?"
Wen Yanxi said seriously: "You are pregnant now, it is very hard."
In reality, Chen Zhaoyue didn't feel it was all that tiring. Aside from the occasional nausea, she felt no different from usual. But Wen Yanxi's thoughtfulness made her feel sweet, so she let him get busy.
What surprised her most was that when they went to bed at night, Wen Yanxi just held her quietly, with his arms gently around her waist, as if afraid of crushing her.
In the darkness, Chen Zhaoyue heard Wen Yanxi whisper in her ear: "Yueyue, thank you."
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